ooc: I'm bein a whore and stealing this. I know his rank isn't changed yet but Mars is in Cda as of Dec 31, can we make this thread on the 2nd? If not, then i can date a different thread to be a different date.
There were few things that were on the man's mind at the moment, the most important being that he was moving from his home in CDM to his new one in CdA. Perhaps if his father hadn't left, he would still have been attached to the French pack, but since the Russian father left the American son, Mars figured it was time to move on. Orin herself had invited him, and he had been glad to know that this pack was much more suited for the artist that he was. He simply was not happy doing else, nor was he really good at doing anything else. He just couldn't put his heart into it. Anyways, what he was doing at the moment in his secui form was pulling his clothes plus whatever stuff he still had back in Lunenburg. He'd done this trip about twice now, so he knew where to go, or at least he pretended that he knew how to get there and back, if he got lost, then it wouldn't be the first time that he was stupid enough to get lost. He was quite confident now that he was good enough to do the trip without getting lost.
The wolfdog was actually quite cold in this weather, his wrists being the most frozen parts of his body simply because he had no hair where his tattoo was, and then he also was missing hair where his scars were. He'd been smart enough to put the scarf around his neck successfully before changing into his secui form, but his clothes were simply too uncomfortable in his secui form so he had to strip those beforehand and pull those home on the sled along with Bartholomew's books, Mars' fabrics, as well as some more of Mars' books. Mars also took a chair from his house and was bringing that along with him. It was nothing but a little stool so it didn't weigh too much, for Mars already took the heavier things the day before. Mars pulled his little sled in his secui form, looking much like the olden days of when dogs used to pull the sleds for the humans, but obviously, without a human, and only him instead of a whole team of dogs. Mars only needed him. Anything that was heavy was carried by Vox.
So, Mars was trotting along, the little sled being carried behind him, him harnessed to it with this old red harness that was made by his devil mother. A scent would cross his path to 'wake' him up. It made him stop focusing on his walking and stop and look around. His icy blue eyes looked around until it landed on blood stained snow. Mars cocked his head. Someone was bleeding? Scarred nose had been pointed at it, and he took in the deeper scent of it. His tri-colored head would suddenly rise and he would look around and try to find where the blood had come from. Not too far off, a howl would call to the air, feminine. Mars silently continued to move towards the howl, and would peek from behind a tree to see a wolvess sitting on the ground, hurt, muddy. She smelt distinctly of D' Arte. ...Hello... Uhm..I suppose you need some help.. the man spoke, as he had taken a few steps forward to reveal his full body as well as part of the sled. He twisted around quickly to where he could unlatch himself from the sled, which he quickly did before he took to changing into his Optime form. It took him a good two minutes to completely change into his optime and once he was situated, he walked over to the woman (it felt weird for him to be naked, especially in front of a stranger, but he didn't really have the time to deal with him being embarrassed at his scars.) The harnessed man knelt down in front of the woman and held his hand out to help her up. What happened to you? the man asked, cocking his head lightly at the woman.
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